An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

result, the three thousand soldiers—as well as the occupying seven thousand—were fully

land, most of it a barren field dedicated to training or

seen on the ground, and several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures filled the residential areas for

be stayed at for too long. It was a station

major city's outskirts has a post like this. It was designed this way because of the Dragons." Conrad murmured,

Adventurer responded with a subtle nod,

of them as large as

a sad smile and

size and incredible relevance. Most posts are about as

"I see…"

noticed the seven thousand, five hundred soldiers

merged,

woman who seemed to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also having

brown hair was cut short, but it still had a feminine flair to it. She wore full

of choice that was hung on

she fell to her one knee, raising the other

Councilor Conrad. General Lucy pays her respect

masculine. Whether this was natural, or an accent that she had formed

of the two who watched her

It's been

younger lady, his face quickly moving

Ralyks, this is Lucy. She's a General, and she'll serve as the Vice Commander of this

and stretched his hand towards the woman who still had her knee planted to

women to become soldiers, talkless of rising up the ranks to the position

—Respect!

achievement; becoming a General at such a young age. That in

but she accepted the outstretched hand offered by the Dark Adventurer—someone

she shook his hand, she found herself standing

to drown all of it and simply respond to the kind words of the Alliance's

Sir Ralyks. However, I am still far from

glowed in her eyes,

look forward to seeing how far you